love everything i hated about myself
I'm an insecure mess, but I've fell in love with every insecurity I've ever had. I love the way my messy hair slings over my shoulder. I love the way tiny, almost invisible, strands of hair stick out and go in a totally different flow than the rest of my hair. i love the way my hair is extremely uneven because I decided to grab a pair of scissors one day and get the job done myself. I love the way my hair looks dysfunctional because I decided to get bangs a few years back. I love the way my hair is in that awkward stage between straight and curly. I love my eyes' color, it's not black, but not brown either, they don't shine when exposed to sunlight nor do they glitter in the dark. I love my eyelashes' attitude, they'll look beautiful when they want to and when they're not feelin' it they'll go full on ghost mode on me. I love that tiny birthmark on the far edge of my left eye. I love those faint creases that form on the edge of my right eye when I laugh too hard. I love the shape of my eyebrows, how messy they are, yet so clean. I love the way my nose curves. I love the way my nose looks broken from certain angles. I love how unsymmetrical my lips are. I love my tooth gap, the one I chose to keep even after having braces for almost 2 years. I love that birthmark on my right shoulder, the one on my wrist, and the one on my lower thigh. I love the way my body looks. i love the way it helps me flow. I love the way my nails are becoming healthier, after biting my nails for almost 4 years because of anxiety. I'm no role model or perfect barbie, no one is, anyway. You don't make eye contact with me and fall in love on the spot, you don't look at me and have your jaw drop on the floor, but I am whatever chaotic mess you wanna call this, but I love it. I love every part of it.
